Okay, so…I’ve been MIA for how long now? I’ve lost track of EVERYTHING!

Let me start off by saying I don’t even live in the same Province anymore! I’ve moved thousands of miles out West across Canada. In the past year, I have dealt with a lot of loss. I lost my Grandmother to a hemorrhagic stroke… I lost my boyfriend of 5 years because he decided he was going to cheat on me. I lost one of my best friends just because? I essentially lost myself. I fell into depression, severe anxiety and panic attacks… just a complete wreck.

Over the past few months since January, I have made serious changes to my life. I meditate now and do Yoga? Never did that stuff in my entire LIFE. I went vegan for a while which I’ve done before. But most importantly, I left my entire life back in Toronto, Ontario that I’ve built for 27 years. Why? Because I can and because I direly needed to.

Now, the reason being for this post is because I want to really challenge myself. Sadly, through everything I have gone through.. I have lost serious amounts of willpower, self control and determination. Through writing again, I am hoping it might help me stay focused and on track with my goals. Plus, its always good to voice your shit to people who will judge you blindly 🙂

Taking the virginity of anything is awesome! Whoa! First post on wordpress, feels pretty awesome. Speaking of which, do you ever have those days where you wish you could get a “punch a douche in the face” free all day admission pass? I know I do. There are just SOME people out there, walking around, minding their own shit, just like you! (Face it, we’re all douches) But you get this urge, this burning desire to knock them the fuck out for absolutely no reason whatsoever ! Just because you don’t like that stupid shirt they are wearing with “I ❤ Boys” printed across their giant tits.
Giant tits ( . ) ( . )
That’s great! I’m glad you love boys, but shouldn’t you be “loving men” ?? I mean, your only 47. Boys should kinda be a thing in the past.
I’m sorry, that’s none of my business. I’m just in a crabby self-hating mood. I wish I had big tits. What was the point of this again? Ah, that’s right, me being a B *gasp* -edtime